
Then again, Mosley, the author of more than 40 books, fiction and non-fiction, genre and non-, since 1990, says he needed a break from his most famous character and that there needed to be a terminus involved. “He was the last person to say any words in the book,” he says in an interview, implying, hey, maybe everyone just assumed Easy was dead. Either way, no matter how you seize it, Little Green is a book to die for.Now, Mosley seems of two minds about Rawlins’ fate in that car crash. If you’re new to the series, grab the last couple novels and you’ll be fine. Yep, I loved it.īecause it’s been six years since the last Easy Rawlins novel, I recommend that fans brush up some on his story you’ll get up to speed quick enough. This is the kind of book where men wear fedoras and speak quiet philosophy, where women don’t yet realize their own strength, where Civil Rights are still brand-new, and black folks are rarely friends with white ones.

Set in 1967, “Little Green” is classic Easy, with underworld violence, sophisticated crime, and men who efficiently take care of business – all with a noir feel, like a Black Sam Spade. Fortunately, author Walter Mosley dashed their needless worries against the California surf.

That noise you hear? That’s a sigh of relief from legions of concerned fans afraid they’d never read a new Easy Rawlins mystery again.

Once free, Evander couldn’t recall much – he’d been on acid-tripping for five days – but when his mind got loose, he remembered plenty about that money: there was lots of it, stuffed in a blood-soaked bag.īut how did a wet-behind-the-ears teenager end up with over $200,000 of bloody cash without knowing where it came from? And how did Easy’s friend, Jackson Blue, end up in a similarly odd (but expensive) bit of trouble? Driving a borrowed red Barracuda, hopped up on Mama Jo’s Gator Blood, feeling like a young bull, Easy Rawlins would find out… or die trying. Evander Noon wasn’t hard to find in fact, Easy had to rescue him from a group of drug dealers who beat the boy while asking where the money was.
